been a long road to followbeen there and gone tomorrowwithout saying goodbye to yesterdayare the memories I hold still valid?or have the tears deluded them?maybe this time tomorrowthe rain will cease to followand the mist will fade into one more todaysomething somewhere out there keeps callingam I going home?will I hear someone...singing solace to the silent moon?zero gravity what's it like?am I alone?is somebody there beyond these heavy aching feet?still the road keeps on telling me to go onsomething is pulling meI feel the gravity of it all...

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HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES, LIKE TOOTH FAIRIES AND HOGFATHERS, TO BELIEVE THE BIG ONES: JUSTICE, MERCY, DUTY, THAT SORT OF THING. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE.HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME?